If I had tons of money, whenever I took a cab anywhere I would always tip the driver with a hundred-dollar bill and then say mysteriously, "You never saw me here, if anybody asks, right?" Just to freak 'em out and make them think I'm some international jewel thief, or something.
Then again, if I had that much disposable income, it probably would come from a career in international jewel thievery. Which hey, I already have an escape plan. That's halfway there.
If you weren't thinking "Ohhh Wo-ahh, Livin' On A Prayer!" after that last line, then you are now. YOU'RE WELCOME.
I have a new/old keyboard and a Fairway bag full of Thanksgiving leftovers from my Mommy! She is the bestest and understands why I don't like certain spoons and I need heavy keyboards because my fingers hit the buttons too hard and too fast for the lightweight aluminum ones that come with iMacs. (I love you bbs, but I feel like a Rhinoceros trying to stack crystal glasses. I DO NOT HAVE LE DELICATE TOUCH!)
And who let that Rhinoceros into my glass-stacking contest anyway?
One more thing before I end this post, which is fueled by too much coffee and sushi.
This shirt will soon be mine. Oh yes.